Chapter 339

"Vigilance is good."

The Black Wolf Spirit said in a hoarse voice that his pupils were black, which seemed very deep and deep, just like the night.

"I just don't know what my strength is..."

Next to the white spirit is with a kind smile light said, the next second he gently waved, the earth suddenly began to tremble.

"Boom!"

The broken bones on the ground began to beat violently, which was more than one place, but the whole secret place was shaking.

What the hell are these two guys?!

Wang Jian's eyes were introverted, and his sharp edge fell on the human spirit and wolf spirit like a sharp blade.

If only from the appearance, one of these two guys belongs to human beings and the other belongs to ghost animals, but they don't just keep their instinctive consciousness like other ghosts, on the contrary, they have independent wisdom.

"Sha Sha!"

Huh?

Aware of the strange things at his feet, Wang Jian suddenly soars into the air, the angel dance behind him opens, and the two wings are like clouds hanging from the sky, vast and holy.

The human spirit's facial expression frets, is the way of murmuring: "angel God installs?"

The beast spirit calmly looked at the wings behind the king's sword and said faintly: "it shouldn't be. There is no angel's breath on it."

Looking down from the sky, Wang Jian suddenly found that one huge crack after another had been opened on the earth, and that the broken bones on the earth's surface were like quicksand.

Countless ghosts flutter away from the underground like startled fireflies. Thousands of ghosts suddenly appear in the whole secret world. Among these ghosts are countless soul kings and spirits emperors, and even the spirit of the Holy Spirit of Douluo

But without exception, they are all in the state of ghost.

And the two culprits are standing on the earth peacefully, and the ghosts around them can't see them. Even there is a large area around them, and no one dares to get close to them.

What are these two guys? What do they want to do?

Wang Jian frowned tightly and couldn't understand. But looking at the ghosts around him, he knew he was in trouble!

"Shua!"

"Shua!"

Wang Jian, standing in the sky, was attacked by the ghost, and was soon surrounded by more than a dozen ghosts of Wang Hun Di level.

The seventh soul skill, the mighty river, unfolds again. Wang Jian's surroundings are surrounded by a vast and white river. There is a dense light in the mighty river, and those ghosts dare not approach!

After losing the physical body and leaving only the soul, whether it is human or soul beast, all the power they have left is the power of the soul, the power of the spirit, and the soul skills and blood talent before they died have been lost.

The seventh soul skill of Wang Jian can purify and dispel all negative energy, such as Yin Qi, evil Qi, resentment and death Qi, and ignore the damage of curse and mental power, and form a backfire effect!

This is also the reason why he dares to enter the secret place after listening to Peng Ming's description of the secret place. Facing the ghost, his seventh soul skill has a natural restraint!

On the Haoran River, one after another empty shadows of heroes gradually emerge. These figures look at the ghosts outside the river from the river, and their expressions gradually become vivid, as if they were alive.

Some figures seem to be interested in it, and the ghosts fall directly into his hands. Some figures despise it. With a slight wave, the white awn blooms, and all the ghosts that touch the white awn disappear without a trace

On the ground, wolf spirit and human spirit are watching this scene silently.

For a long time, the wolf spirit asked, "do you still have such strong people?"

The spirit seemed to be at a loss. He shook his head slightly and said, "I don't know, but in the memory I got, there is no such kind of spirit..."

Wolf spirit was silent for a moment, and then said with a hoarse smile: "in that case, give him another burden."

But he did not see what action, but suddenly under the earth came a strange sound again.

High!!!

A high spirited dragon song suddenly came out from the depths of the earth, and the sound waves echoed in the sky for a long time.

Wang Jian's face changed. Are you kidding? Is there a living dragon here?!

But the next moment he knew that he was thinking wrong. Under the earth, there were creatures gradually getting up. No, it might not be appropriate to use the word "creature", because the thing climbing out of the ground turned out to be a skull dragon!

Bone dragon's pale skeleton is still stained with dirt, but this does not damage the fear and strangeness it brings to people. Its eyes are empty, with a dark blue flame rising!

The scales and flesh on the dragon's wings have already turned into dust, but the ostentatious spines are still as sharp as the sharp blade of cutting the throat.

Under the earth gradually began to climb out of a bone dragon, eyes beating with blue soul fire, and their eyes are all looking at the sword.

Are you kidding?!

Wang Jian Gulu swallowed a mouthful of saliva. This time, the system faithfully reported the strength of bone dragon to him.

[bone dragon, cultivation: Soul Saint]

Although the strength of these bone dragons is only at the level of soul saint, the pressure on Wang Jian is no less than that on the surrounding spirits. Haoran River can completely suppress the surrounding spirits, but it can't completely suppress these bone dragons!

"Shua!"

With a bone dragon flying towards him, other bone dragons also soared into the sky. These guys' wings were useless, but they still flapped to him.

"This NIMA doesn't talk about science!"

Wang Jian can't help but burst out a rude, suddenly feel the whole person is not good, you have nothing on your wings, how the hell did you fly?

He took a deep breath, then gritted his teeth and looked at the dragon in the sky.

There are about forty or fifty bone dragons flying in the sky, each with a length of twenty or thirty meters. Not to mention from the number, even just talking about the size also gives people a lot of pressure.

Shua!

Three gorgeous flames of different colors suddenly appeared around Wang Jian.

Qinglian earth fire, fall heart inflammation, bone spirit cold fire!

The three flames are gorgeous, with the hot temperature that can make the air boil, floating around Wang Jian.

The scope of Haoran Changfeng suddenly expanded, the vast river rolled in all directions, and the stars in the sky were more and more bright. Although the seventh soul skill could not completely suppress the bone dragon, the evil bone dragon was not easy to suffer within the scope of Haoran Zhengqi.

Under the control of Wang Jian, the three flames gradually merge. Suddenly, several rays of light merge into the bone spirit cold fire, and the power of the bone spirit cold fire suddenly increases.

Wang Jian's heart was shocked. It's the power of pure soul?!

It can strengthen the power of Gu Ling's cold fire?!

Just in time!

His eyes suddenly looked down at the wolf spirit and human spirit, and a faint fire lotus slowly appeared in his hands.

Shit you!